Thirty six.

Sophia's POV

"Sweetheart, you are up already?" Mom asked her voice laced with concern as she looked at me.

"Yes mom, I couldn't bring myself to sleep, I tried to." My heart had refused to be calm, it kept racing and I felt really uncomfortable. If only anyone could tell me he is alright, it would be even better to have him tell me that himself. And the people hidden around my home, it bothered me. 'What are their intentions?'

"You need to rest. Your mental health is important Sophia. Look at you, you don't look alright. You should have forced your eyes to stay closed until you actually sleep off." Mom reprimanded.

"I..." I had no excuse. "I will sleep, I promise. As soon as I am able to, I will definitely sleep." Although I made such a promise, I had my doubts. 'Should I actually be trying to sleep?'

"I just spoke with Allison, they are fine." Mom informed me. I sighed in relief.

"She picked up." I whispered. I had been worried about the silence from his home, through our the perio